I'll be one year younger having missed my birthday and my mirror confirms it; so what's wrong with that.

Booze is flowing all unknowing; grandma downs a few, smiles and giggles happily enjoying her new brew.

I remember the day I started school; my mother's tears as I skipped away; birthdays with candles on the cake, too soon too many abandoned for the mess they made.

Go to bed when summers ends, what a good idea; wake up bright and early when birds announce its spring.

My mind is my canvas

To give an accurate description of what has never occurred is not merely the proper occupation of the historian, but the inalienable privilege of any man of parts and culture.

I'd always somehow felt slightly as if I'd been born in the wrong country.

I think my guideline has been to find things that inspire me. And as long as I stick to that, I don't think I'll have any problems crossing over to becoming an adult actress.

Quantum theory also tells us that the world is not simply objective; somehow it's something more subtle than that. In some sense it is veiled from us, but it has a structure that we can understand.

Housework comes first, so girls often fall behind in school. Global statistics show that it's increasingly girls, not boys, who don't know how to read.

If you surrender you shall be treated as prisoners of war, but if I haveto storm your works you may expect no quarter.

The force of arms only reveals man s weakness.

If you're buying something from Chanel, you want it perfect, and delivered on time.

How many souls have been blown into hell with the wind of popular applause?